Journal of Nightmare 2: The Maze

It's just a vivid dream today. It started pleasant. I was in a trip with three of my best friends. We were hunting for restaurants.

I still can't drive well, so I leave my car (in reality, I can't even drive that car, yet 😂). We went to places by public transportations like we used to do in college days. We joked around and laughed together. I was happy in that dream.

Then, we arrived at a restaurant in the middle of nowhere. It was like a dry savannah around us.

We had to go through some kind of labyrinth to access the main dining room. My friends walked so fast, still cheerfull. It was a dark and suffocating maze, so I was getting panic. Claustrophobic and lost for a while.

Then I managed to get out of the labyrinth and woke up.

Two days in a row. What's wrong with me and strange restaurants? 😂

Journal of Nightmare 1: A Strange Party

Woke up from one of my countless nightmares at dawn. It was an exhausting dream as always.

This time it's so clear and gets even weirder. Should I make journal about nightmares? I have it almost every night anyway. At least writing it down will be fun 😂

I was in a small party. Everyone was a stranger and they all wore similar brown batik, as if it's someone wedding. I was one of the guests, too.

The room felt suffocating. I looked up and stared at a stranger, a tall guy I never seen before staring back at me.

I asked him with my eyes, "Who are you?"

He remained silent and stared at me more intensely.

We stood so close to each other, as if don't want to let go of each other.

Then I saw my ex stood up across the room. I recognized him immediately, but his face look like a stranger somehow. He smirked devilishly and I can't move my eyes from him. But I'm holding the tall guy in front of me tighter. "This one in my arms is my boyfriend," I whispered to myself.

The room turned into chaos. Everyone was running around. A male guest stood next to us was stabbed by another man, with a small knife. It sank deep in his abdomen.

I took my boyfriend's hand and we ran from the chaotic party. Turns out, it's a very spatious restaurant on the hill. We have to go up and down many staircases before manage to go outside.

We ran as fast as we could, passing a female guest with headscarf who asked herself, "Why couldn't I run faster?"

I wonder what kind of dream analysis it can make 😂